I am dead.
A ghost.
Glimpses of me caught through mirrors and smoke.
I am waiting for the light.
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Author:
Eulalie Ayers (Pseudonym) (
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I am dead.
A ghost.
Glimpses of me caught through mirrors and smoke.
I am waiting for the light.
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Comments1
Oohh, are you a scary ghost?! heehee.
Yes, I was once dead among the living. 😉 The phase has passed, thank God!
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